It wasn’t her first time conversing with someone who barely spoke English, but it was certainly one of her newer tasks. She tried to draw on her woefully unprepared teaching days to compensate.

She laughed and nodded at Cheri’s gesture, more to show she understood that he did not want to fuck than anything.

“Chéri,” she repeated, testing if she had it in the right context.

She hadn’t realized it was also a first name in French. How cute!

“Roxanne,” she answered, thumbing to herself with a bitten back laugh.

Then she shook her head.

“No. Ruby.”

She thumbed again at herself as she spoke.